Player

I'm on a dancefloor, I'm unexisting
As I can't sleep, my mind is twisting
Most guys look boring, I think you're hot
You're lips are teasing, I know you're not

You smell like danger, you smell like fear
Your scent is distant and out of gear
I think you're tough, I think you're rough
Boy, do I like that, can't get enough

Your glance is pleasing, your moves are sensual
Your kiss indifferent, seems like a ritual
I know you chase me, but you don't want me
Your words are smooth but you will taunt me

Gimme those looks, gimme that smile
Gimme that body, gimme that style
Gimme that walk, and the talk
I know you'll hurt me and deceive me, you're a hawk

Hey you player, see my craving face
Hey you player, how much for your embrace

Gimme that waste of ravished balls
I know you'll cheat me and I need it as I'm thralled
It's what I want, it's what I need
I need your slapping in my face to get on feet

Don't want your loving, nor your affection
I want that punishment of life, I want rejection
So come on dance me, and let me crave
Oh come on, give it to me, I'll be like a slave

Hey you player, see my craving face
Hey you player, how much for your embrace



Credits
Writer(s): Julius James De Belen, Alfaro Timothy Angelo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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